The candlelight flickered in the resplendent room, with the incense burner emitting a faint sandalwood aroma.
Suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps broke the silence here, as Chen Yun gently knocked on the door.
"Co in!"
A voice ca from inside the room, and Chen Yun pushed open the door, escorting the still-struggling Qin ngying into the room.
"Hall Master, Qin ngying has been brought."
"Leave us."
"Yes!"
Chen Yun exited the room, voluntarily closing the door as she left.
With a creak of the heavy door, the room fell silent once again.
Qin ngying widened her beautiful eyes, nervously watching the front.
There, a figure was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, surrounded by a faint mist of blood-red hue.
The demonic aura was intense, as the candlelight flickered and the shadow stretched long, with mottled shadows on the walls dancing wantonly, as if so demon was about to erge and devour the living world, an indescribable pressure enveloped the entire room.
"What do you want to do?"
Qin ngying watched Su Jie, who was in cultivation, with a wary gaze. With such a powerful aura, even if she weren’t currently restrained of her spiritual power, she wouldn’t stand a chance against him at her peak strength.
Thus, arriving here, Qin ngying almost resigned herself. Relying on power alone, resistance was futile. Her only hope was that Su Jie wasn’t truly interested in her body.
Su Jie slowly opened his eyes, stood up from the cushion, and began walking towards Qin ngying step by step.
With each step Su Jie took forward, Qin ngying took a step back, until she was cringing in a corner with nowhere else to retreat.
"You, don’t co over."
Qin ngying curled up her body, staring at the approaching Su Jie, no longer possessing the pride of an Immortal Seed, her petite body trembling slightly.
"Look at how scared you are, am I really that frightening?"
Su Jie gently waved his hand, and Qin ngying’s body lost control and flew right in front of Su Jie.
"You..."
Qin ngying was speechless, you’ve killed so many from the Righteous sect, becoming the shadow in so many Righteous cultivators’ hearts. Are you really unaware of your own image?
Of course, Qin ngying didn’t dare voice this thought out loud, fearing it would anger Su Jie.
"I am an Immortal Seed of Fire Cloud Palace. If you want money, na a price. Our Fire Cloud Palace won’t be stingy."
Qin ngying tried to use her backing, hoping the lure of money could buy Su off.
"Haha, I didn’t bring you here for money."
Su Jie lifted Qin ngying’s exquisite chin, gazing at her beautiful face with a slight smile.
"You, Evil Su, may you die a horrible death. Even if you get my body, you’ll never have my heart."
Qin ngying despaired imdiately, her lovely face turning pale, thinking her chastity was about to be lost.
"Husband, how long do you plan to play around?"
Suddenly, a voice floated over from behind Su Jie. Han Ruyan turned from the dressing table, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, her tone chillingly cold.
Su Jie coughed twice, suppressing his smile: "Alright, you don’t take a joke well either."
As he spoke, Su Jie released his control over Qin ngying.
The floating Qin ngying fell back to the ground, looking very much like a startled puffed-up kitten, curled up to one side.
Simultaneously, Qin ngying cast a grateful glance at Han Ruyan, realizing from the conversation that her chastity seed safe.
"Let’s get to the main point now."
Su Jie pulled over a chair, crossed his legs, and addressed Qin ngying: "I brought you here alone because there’s sothing I need to discuss. As an Immortal Seed of Fire Cloud Palace, your status there isn’t low, right? You can et the Sect Master directly, correct? I can let you go back, but you must deliver a ssage for ."
Seeing Su Jie’s serious expression, Qin ngying was montarily dazed before realizing that Su Jie’s intention wasn’t to make her serve at his side but for another purpose.
"Alright, what do you want to say? I’ll definitely pass it on."
Coming to her senses, Qin ngying agreed without hesitation. As long as she could leave Su Jie’s presence, she was willing to convey anything.
"It’s very simple. I, Su Jie, want to collaborate with your Fire Cloud Palace, a strategic partnership."
Su Jie revealed his true intention, leaving Qin ngying slightly agape.
"Collaboration? But you’re a demon cultivator."
Qin ngying almost thought she misheard, instinctively responding.
She originally thought Su Jie sought sothing from Fire Cloud Palace but instead heard the word ’collaboration’.
A mighty demon path figure in Qingzhou seeking cooperation with the leading Righteous sect of Qing Province, the Fire Cloud Palace, left Qin ngying’s mind in a slight daze.
Seeing Qin ngying’s astonished expression, Su Jie said calmly: "Who says the Demon Path and Righteous sects can’t cooperate? In this world, there are no eternal friends or eternal enemies, only eternal interests. As long as the benefits are large enough, Right and Evil can naturally join hands."
Qin ngying opened her mouth, instinctively wanting to refute, since this clashed greatly with her previous understanding. Yet, she couldn’t find any ground to argue against Su Jie’s words.
In Qin ngying’s silence, Su Jie’s voice continued, like the devil’s temptation.
"From what I know, eighty years ago, your Fire Cloud Palace and Guan Chao Pavilion engaged in a trendous war, where nine Daoist Platform cultivators perished. At that ti, your Fire Cloud Palace’s Sect Master, a Great Power of the Purple Mansion Realm, died at the hands of Guan Chao Pavilion’s Sect Master."
Su Jie recited history. Fire Cloud Palace was the Righteous leader in Qing Province, while Guan Chao Pavilion held that title in Qingzhou. The forr excelled at controlling fire, the latter at manipulating water, leading to inherent conflicts.
At the ti, Guan Chao Pavilion was incredibly powerful, housing not only a Sect Master at the Purple Mansion Realm but nurous Elders, subduing all opposition in the Qing Province, reaching the zenith of its power, naturally developing expansion desires, seeking more resources, Spirit Veins, and talented disciples.
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